Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart

I can't believe I forgot your name
Oh, baby, won't you come and get it?
She said "I've got a problem with your tunes and your shoes
But I might move in"
"thought that you weren't into me now I'm wondering"

You're so conceited, I
Said "I love you"
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don't regret it but I'm glad we're through
So don't you tell me that you 'just don't get it'
'Cause I know you do

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart

It's not about reciprocation it's just all about me
A sympathetic, prophetic, Socratic nothing wannabe
There's so much skin to see
A simple Epicurean Philosophy